The TBI Chatroom
Well, Matt did make it through the weekend but the doctors told us that he would be a "vegetable" and would be on a respirator, unable to breath on his own. Matt did come off the respirator and again we were told that the best thing for Matt was to withhold treatment and let him die from secondary causes as the prospects of him being in a vegetated state for the rest of his life was not in his best interests or ours. This was not an option with us as we could see him fighting for his life so we turned everything over to God and waited, prayed, and cried until the days all ran together and became weeks. Matt finally started to respond on July 3, 1998, I think it was the happiest day of my life! Over the next couple of weeks he was able to communicate with us and it seemed all our prayers were being answered. The joy was short lived however as our son was given the wrong medication the first week of August and it put him back into a coma as his blood sugar dropped to 7, again they told us it would be touch and go because they had never heard of anyone surviving with the sugar count that low.
Matt beat the odds once again and came to long enough to tell my wife "happy birthday" on the 17th of September! What a glorious day for us! By the 18th of December we were told he could come home and would continue his therapy as an outpatient after the holidays.
I am pleased to report that Matt is now attending high school 1/2 days per week and was enrolled in Honors Art Class Feb. 15th. He also took his 1st steps unassisted a few weeks ago! We are not kidding ourselves into believing the road ahead is going to be easy but with God's strength we will shall overcome the obstacles that we are facing and become an even stronger family unit. I am fortunate to have a caring wife, one that I am sure I could not have survived without, and sons who took over when I couldn't go on. Throughout this entire ordeal I have been amazed at the goodness in people who cried with us, laughed with us, gave us hope, and prayed for us when we were too tired to go on. These folks are the real heroes in this tragedy and so I say to all that lends a helping hand to a person in need, God Bless You and you will never be forgotten!